Re: Prison Rules Bitch!: The Sister Prison IC

[Reapergod36]

Rachel lifted her eyebrows in surprise and began to think back on it. Sure, she was reclusive, but what did you expect when the person you loved disappears? Rachel could only really think of two good reasons why she was reclusive and only one she was willing to share. "Well, I didn't know about the whole looking over my shoulder thing, but I know about me being reclusive." Rachel said, clearing her throat before continuing. "You see, a while back I used to be the... bitch of the top lady in the prison. As I, basically slaved underneath that woman, I fell in love with her. I tried to at first dismiss my love as lust, but over time I accepted it. I tried to tell her how I felt, but she became ill. With my feelings for escalating during this time, I managed to, somewhat, confess my love. However she never said anything back." Rache paused there to allow herself a sad smile as she tried to hold the tears back. "As most sicknesses go, she eventually beated it and as soon as that happened she was released. No chance for a goodbye neither an answer."

The prisoners were not let go until everyone was done showering. Then they were all released back to their cells. Now that everyone was back in their cells. The warden followed the shrink back to her room. She would open the door, "I don't remember requesting a shrink." The warden said in her aviators and long black boots. Other than that, it was standard guard wear. If not a bit over sexualized.

[Lady Foxy]

Mia had held herself in all of her nudity as the sound of multiple showers releasing water onto the tiled floor filled the rooms. She felt weak, scared and alone. Never in her right mind would she had imagined being in such scenario, lacking the warmth of her Father's arms and the love of his caring gaze. But she had been taken away from him, to be hidden while he was left with nothing. Their fortune, their home.. It was all gone from the both of them, or so she thought, not knowing very much from him since she had been put into such dangerous prison.

She hadn't done anything to be worthy of living under such conditions. But who could argue when the authority was controlled by men with power, controlling them as mere puppets? It was a cruel world, she had realized. The safe boundaries of the home her Father had kept her in had always given her safety. All of what he had done to keep her safe and to have the best opportunities in life, only to be taken away by cruel, heartless men.

Her orange suit stuck close to her body, offering her shame and warmth, if she could even call it warmth. The young girl's crimson eyes looked at the path in front of her, wandering aimlessly along the prison as she was put into her 'special' cell. It was clean, well-kept but lonely. High security could be seen in every corner of it, intended to keep her safe from any rescue attempts as the personnel of the prison were informed. Were she to escape from their grasp, an ill fate would fall upon them, her and her Father. Mia simply sat on the comfy bed offered to her. Was such furniture.. An attempt to mock the girl's trauma and her weak state?

[Reapergod36]

The prisoners would be slowly funneled out into the yard. It now would be expanded, a lot bigger, and with better recreational activities. The regular rock breaking and working out was there. But there was basket ball and license plate making. No soccer or football, they wanted to make sure no one had a chance to kill anyone.

[berserkerhorn]

Stella moves over to the license plate machine. She begins to make random letter arrangements and pressed the hot iron plate down on the sheet of metal that was so smooth. She picks up the plate and passes it to a watching officer. She picks up another plate and stares at her reflection. It seemed that week in prison had taken it's effect on her. She is now skinnier than when she first came into the prison. She then looked around her at all of the more muscular prisoners. She had only been there for 2 weeks and she looked like a walking skeleton. She sighs and looks back at her reflection. IT seems that any punch from one of them could hurt her pretty badly.

[hailey<3]

Ashley walks out into the direct sunlight and covers her eyes. She sighs heavily before saying to herself. "Another shitty day." She cracks her knuckles and moves towards a punching bag in the courtyard. She took a scrap of bandage that she has had on her shoulder for the past three months and wraps it around her knuckles. She was going to hit harder and faster than she has ever hit before.

[Reapergod36]

Ashley walks out into the direct sunlight and covers her eyes. She sighs heavily before saying to herself. "Another shitty day." She cracks her knuckles and moves towards a punching bag in the courtyard. She took a scrap of bandage that she has had on her shoulder for the past three months and wraps it around her knuckles. She was going to hit harder and faster than she has ever hit before.

Ashley would hear a rude voice from behind, "Hey bitch, move, I need to get at the bag." A black female prisoner said waiting for Ashley to move.

[hailey<3]

Ashley looks behind her and smirks. "Why don't you go play 'bitch' with the other prisoners before I make you my bitch." Ashley knew that she could easily win this if it ever turned violent.

[Lady Foxy]

Mia's eyes could easily see how the entire prison worked out, noticing the most dangerous prisoners being taunted within their solid cages while the more 'normal', or rather regular ones were the many that were being led into the outer yard. The glances from the occasional prisoners were enough to let her know that they were at least confused by seeing such a young girl held in such state as her. Even if she would have wanted, none of her punches would even make any of them flinch, probably only causing giggles or laughs. She was followed by a duo of heavily armed guardsmen, the two of them keeping any curious prisoners or even fellow guards away from their golden captive. It would be the most depressing issue if she were to escape or be rescued from the prison and they would probably loose their jobs and heads. The little girl had to remain secured.

She walked with such a feminine way, almost as if she were walking within the Queen's palace. Her flawless, long and smoothly precious crimson hair was kept together into a ponytail, having decided that it wouldn't be nice to have her hair all loose and such. She had to be strong, just like her Father told her.

Be strong my little girl, I know your Mother's strength is in you.

Tears were forming in the corners of her her eyes, softly shaking her head before denying herself to cry in front of so many strangers, dangerous and evil, very evil strangers. Mia found herself staring towards the basketball court, glancing over to the license plate makers before settling her vision onto the mining-looking area. It was depressing. She simply stood a good distance away from all of them, keeping her back straight as the young little girl looked totally out of place; especially with the two heavily armed guards behind her, the two looking like if they were set to protect the girl with their lives.

[Angel_Slayer_Alcatraz]

Casadie walked out into the yard, Shielding her eyes from the sunlight for a brief moment
After her eyes had adjusted, she looked around quietly to find the most lonely place in the yard, where she quickly occupied
"aye....prison bloody sucks..."
She sighed as she looked at her necklace

[Reapergod36]

I am back, lets celebrate.

Celebration song that most fits I feel.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBQ0_9IFzU0

For those who don't like the first song:

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQMX-61ozZE


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hUxFjIBwck


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zPwF5GzGXU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBixv2U8RS4

[Reapergod36]

Ashley looks behind her and smirks. "Why don't you go play 'bitch' with the other prisoners before I make you my bitch." Ashley knew that she could easily win this if it ever turned violent.

"Hmph, alright honey, just remember who you make enemies with." The black woman said stepping away.

As she heard the woman step away, another approached her. "Still starting fights babe?" Ashley would probably find that term irritating, but would see Chrissy cupping Ashley's breasts from behind.

[Reapergod36]

Stella moves over to the license plate machine. She begins to make random letter arrangements and pressed the hot iron plate down on the sheet of metal that was so smooth. She picks up the plate and passes it to a watching officer. She picks up another plate and stares at her reflection. It seemed that week in prison had taken it's effect on her. She is now skinnier than when she first came into the prison. She then looked around her at all of the more muscular prisoners. She had only been there for 2 weeks and she looked like a walking skeleton. She sighs and looks back at her reflection. IT seems that any punch from one of them could hurt her pretty badly.

One of the females, a black haired woman with a black dragon tattoo across her right eye. She was well built and had cut her uniform to show off her legs and arms. She looked at Stella hungrily.

[hailey<3]

Ashley yelps quietly. "Not here. People can see us. Anyway she wanted to try and start a fight and I decided to stop her." Ashley smiles and hugs her. "It's nice to see you again though. Where did you go?"

[Reapergod36]

Ashley yelps quietly. "Not here. People can see us. Anyway she wanted to try and start a fight and I decided to stop her." Ashley smiles and hugs her. "It's nice to see you again though. Where did you go?"

"There was this prissy bitch from my school in here. I sorted her out for a while..." Chrissy smiled seductively, giving Ashley a kiss. "And also, I think she just wanted to use the bag. Not to piss you off." Chrissy said lovingly nuzzling Ashley.

[berserkerhorn]

Stella looks at the woman licking her lips. She blushes and look back down at the machine. She rearranges the numbers and places the metal sheet she was looking at into the compartment before pressing the machine down on the metal. She takes out the sheet and looks at the work she made. She then looks back at the woman. “Did you want something?” She asks nicely with a worried smile on her face.

[Reapergod36]

Stella looks at the woman licking her lips. She blushes and look back down at the machine. She rearranges the numbers and places the metal sheet she was looking at into the compartment before pressing the machine down on the metal. She takes out the sheet and looks at the work she made. She then looks back at the woman. “Did you want something?” She asks nicely with a worried smile on her face.

"Oh I think I want something... Be at my cell, after the yard. I want to see how well you are when you're pressed.." The black haired woman said squeezing Stella's ass. "My cell is 6B, and don't try skipping out on it. Or Patrice won't be happy.."

[Reapergod36]

Marene would be in the yard overseeing that no prisoners got too violent. Or too sexual, at least in the yard. The cells were a different story for sex. She would have a billy club, and handcuffs and an attitude that makes Yosemite Sam look like a wussie

[Angel_Slayer_Alcatraz]

((You missed me reaper))

[Reapergod36]

Casadie would have a woman come up behind her and lick her neck. "Maybe we should do something some time...." The woman was very invasive. Pressing her curvy figure against Casadie. She could not yet see what the woman looked like.

[Reapergod36]

[quote="Lady Foxy"]

Mia would see the other girls in the yard. Including Chrissy, Ashley, Stella, The guard Marene intimidating someone. And some muscular girls working out. Not to say Chrissy and Ashley weren't punching the old punching bag. Casadie would be roaming about as well.